When Chris stopped the car in front of the Wilson Hotel, Scarlett had fallen asleep with her head leaning on the car window. Her hair covered her small face, so only her pointed chin and unnaturally red lips were revealed.
Chris couldn't bear to turn on the air conditioner to wake her up, so he opened the passenger seat door and carried her out. Holding her in his arms, he took the private elevator to Room 5020, the luxurious presidential suite on the top floor. The alcohol smell on her body stunk, so Chris threw her into the bathtub with a frown and turned on the shower.
When water sprayed on Scarlett, she immediately woke up, desperately clung to the bathtub's edge with both hands, and clumsily tried to crawl out like a puppy that had accidentally fallen into the water.
"Help! He is…
